User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Sharpe's Highwaybeasts/@comment-32303-20121020193956/@comment-25220117-20121022175649

The sinewy Ortega smiled at the otter from where she stood her back against the wall "Impatient, Pikestryker?" Foghill, practically dwarfed by his fellow soldiers, eyed the long, winding tunnel ahead with considerably less eagerness than before "Don't know about you two gels, but I sure am flippin' not, by Billyoh. Sure would be bloomin' iffy if we discovered Verazir-th'-flippin'-one-eyed-lunatic was loungin' about somewhere around `ere"